月亮高高地挂在天空,黄灿灿的。此时,潮湿松软的葡萄架下,有一只小蜗牛正对着天上的月亮发呆:“月亮是什么味道呢?是酸的?甜的?还是像葡萄一样酸中带甜,叫人吃上一口就会感到从触角到腹都是那么的舒服。还是其他的叫不出什么味的味儿?”这真是一只异想天开的蜗牛,“吃月亮一口。”这是他想做 Moon hung high in the sky, Huang Cancan. At this moment, there is a small snail under the damp and soft grape frame facing the moon in the sky in a daze: “What is the taste of the moon? Is it sour? Sweet? One will feel from the antennae to the abdomen is so comfortable, or the other can not tell what taste of taste? ”“ This is really a whimsical snail, ”eat the moon." This is what he wants to do